Styles P - Cruising USA lyrics

[Verse 1: Blanco] Yeah, I'm into finer things, I'm into buying things And I don't mean just to so I can say that I'm a Cali king I got my [?] on, Nike's on, feeling like I'm right at home Colder than the ice up in my styrofoam I know the feds want my iPhone But I'mma grind untill they throw me and that iron hole And when I get out I'mma get it tenfold And when I get it I'mma kick it in the door And everything life has to offer But life is cheap so it'll cost you I got some skeletons in my closet Some motherf**ers tried to rob me now they in a [?] That's a message if you're plotting Conscious, [?] my revolver I got some hungry a** lawyers The type it take to build a case and beat the sh** for you [Hook] [Verse 2: Styles P] Smoking in the Bay so Jackie give me the K Funny thing, I was a jacker back in the day Run up in the spot with the trey pound Everybody lay down We got it cheap, 20 for the K now I don't give a damn if your man wrong Told you that if your mans strong Eating roasted crab out in [?] Try to open your eyes in a sandstorm That's like seeing ghost, loading guns and [?] coke I'll shoot you and take your herb cause I need to smoke I'm a gangster 'til I die cause I took the oath Tell Blanco, homie, go on the console Roll the cookies up, show them n***as how the dons roll Drinking [?] 'till your minds blown Spending money, having fun, so the time's flown If you ain't got no money get your grind on And I don't need diamonds to keep the shine on [Hook] [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] As I get blowed smoking Keisha Cole Unravel that pack of weight, twist 'em like a pita roll Dope prices for me to know, for you to buy I supply 'em, distrubute Bills to the sky, gotta get this loot Summertime ride, gotta get that coupe [?] brew Skimask on [?] Came for the money and the ice, if you play with you life Motherf**er, you could lose that too Yeah, n***a you could lose that shoe Got a clean '82 all blue And I put it on bold The hustling and the pimping hoes, man, that's all I do All I want is dope and weed Shoot my n***as out to Vegas, let's go blow some cheese Hoes gone play that hokey pokey up that sour dough We past [?] AM, they dusting c**aine up their nose My n***a, all I ever wanted was some dope and weed I'mma sold my strip up, pick a bad b**h up and go blow some cheese She pop up that p**y as I sit back and smoking platinum kush That's how I play it, it's amazing where this game she took it Police shook [Hook]